Excuses

Now that weather finally has cooled down in south Florida, meaning it is in the low eighties, I have a bunch of excuses to jump on my bike. First excuse, I have to work this weekend.

According to Google maps, from my house to the office is 14.8 miles, but, I’m an expert, so I stretched out my ride to triple that amount. Then again, what biker doesn’t know how to do that?

With October, comes the motorcycle riding season for me in Miami. I can now ride to work and not be drenched in sweat. And in case you didn’t know, riding to work on a Saturday makes your life suck less. It felt great to ride through the back roads with a cool breeze and “The Doors” telling me to “break on through to the other side.”

When I was done with work, I called Anny and once she said she was doing her hair and nails, bingo! I would have to go have lunch somewhere. So, I headed north another thirty miles and had lunch at a biker bar known as Cafe 27.

The great part, Cafe 27 which is usually packed, was actually empty, but on Sundays, it’s a different animal. It’s shoulder-to-shoulder while the cover bands rip out one tune after another. But today, it was perfect. I got to relax by myself, sit by myself, and enjoy lunch with a Heineken and a cigar. It was just me and my thoughts. As bikers, we yearn for those moments.

Looks relaxing, doesn’t it?

In today’s hectic world, even lunch seems to be a thing of the past, but when you can sit down and a enjoy a cigar after lunch, making your lunch an hour and a half long, it was a well deserved break. Time slowed down.

Once I was done, I jumped back on my bike and once again, took the scenic route home. In total, I made a 29 mile ride to and from work, a 110 mile ride with a long lunch and perfect weather. This is why we ride. This is what we work hard for. Reward yourself as much as you can, you deserve it.